Smudges, scuffs, rips, and fringes suck at first when they first dirty a once-clean jacket, t-shirt, favorite pair of jeans, etc. when we’re on a journey or adventure to wherever it is that we’re going. But after a while, it becomes just another trait that adds to the character of the jacket, t-shirt, favorite pair of jeans, etc. And at the end of the journey, you’ll have a well-worn, scuffed up, beautifully dirty article that tells a story– a story of where you’ve been. A story of what you’ve gone through. What you’ve endured to land where you presently find yourself.
And so it goes. Scars and wounds in our lives, when they make their initial cut, are terrible. Unbearable at times. And as we continue on in this thing we call life, the scars, if highlighted, have the potential to reveal a life of hurt and strife and can look ugly and painful. However, if we learn to accept the scars and take ownership of them– allow them to become entwined into the very essence of our being– we can appreciate the scars as enhancing who we are rather than detracting from it. Scars or no scars, walk confidently. Head held high. Confident in who you are, and confident in who you are not.
